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“Shut up!” Leonard barked. “The painting!”
Amelia smiled, a slow, dark curl of her lips that should frightened Wraith but only turned him on. She slowly unfurled the piece of art and pulled a knife from the thin holster strapped around her hips. Wraith assumed she had gotten it from Barbie.
“What are you doing?” Leonard asked. “I’ll kill him, I swear to god!”
“I have something you love,father.” Amelia said.“And you have something I love. If he dies, I will carve my name in this bullshit and you won’t even be able to use it as toilet paper.”
Leonard thought about it and release Wraith who took the first second he got to kick Leonard hard in the chest. He pulled Leonard to his feet and turned him.
He thought for sure the whole fight was over. Leonard’s men were all dead or running away by this point.
Amelia walked over and stood in front of Leonard. “What are we going to do with him?” she asked.
“We could leave him here to deal with Storgencko and Melora when they realize what he’s done. Or we can hand him over to Wolf’s team so they can have him face treason charges back home. For which the penalty is death.”
“Treason?” Amelia asked.
“Yes, colluding with the enemy is treason.” Wraith pointed out. “Burning an operative is treason.”
“Burning?” She wanted to know.
“That long story I told you about? It just dawned on me.” Liam replied. “The only people who knew about my mission had bene Wolf’s team and Leonard. I knew Wolf and Tex had my back, so the only person left was…”
“My father.”
“Right. He told Melora and his gang who I was and where. He almost got me killed!” Wraith shoved at the back of Leonard’s head.
“You’re not American!” Leonard explained. “They can’t charge me with treason.”
Wraith smiled. “I may not be American, but I was an American asset at the time. Do you see the problem now, shit for brains?”
It was then Leonardo hung his head.
“All right—on your feet, traitor” Beast growled. “We have to go.”
Chapter 18
Amelia never thought in a million years she’d ever be in Germany. There were so many things she wanted to see. But she would leave all of them to have some time with Liam. She’d asked him to make love to her one last time before he went away. She’d soak in as much of him as she could for when the time came, she knew her heart would be shattered into a million little pieces.
She snuggled into his chest in the backseat of the large SUV. One of Beast’s guys, Mouth had picked them up at the private airstrip the morning they landed. The atmosphere in the vehicle was quiet, almost serene.
Amelia tried not thinking of the end. She tried not thinking about the super expensive painting sitting in the bottom of her duffle bag. She focused on Wraith and the blinding fury she’d felt when she looked up and saw her father—Leonard—with a gun to Wraith’s head.
Even then, as they were away from the danger and the frigid temperatures of Russia, her blood boiled. She had been angrier at Liam in danger than hearing Leonard wasn’t her father. She shifted and Wraith rewarded her with a kiss at the top of her head.
She lifted her mouth to his ear.
Mouth pulled up in front of a large house close to the water and turned off the ignition.
“Where’s here?” Wraith asked.
“This is my house,” Beast said. “Miracle is inside. You two need a little peace.”
“Beast, we can’t ask you to do this,” Amelia said. “I mean, you’ve already done so much. We can get a hotel room…”
“Hotel?” Mouth asked. “You’re family now. This is what we do.”
Amelia laughed softly. She leaned between the seats to kiss Beast’s cheek before falling back to her bum. “Thank you. I mean it.”
